[The post follows this thread, and someone is clearly still unhappy about all this. As if he's ever anything else.]

This is ridiculous. They knock out the arena, then they say, "oh, it's okay, we'll just study you instead!"

Great plan. Do they really think anyone's going to want to take them up on their offer? Are these people always this ( Read more... )

[The video feed flicks on, giving the viewer a nice shot of the interior of what has to be a hotel room. You know, the kind most people generally don't go out of their way to stay in very long. Where no one's really going to pay attention to anyone else's business. The room's sole occupant is battered, dented and scraped, leaking from a few ( Read more... )

[The video feed is purposeful this time, and it makes a show of panning across a large, twitching black form. For a moment, it seems as if the three-headed-dog is about to lunge at the camera, but at the last second, it stops, restrained by something around its necks. It's a streetlight--bent into a sort of upside-down U, and hopelessly trapping ( Read more... )

[The comm blinks on as it is set down at a table. A grumpy blue seeker is hunched over a glass of energon at what appears to be one of zone 6's bars ( Read more... )

Vell this thing is vorking yes? Rodimus? My Liege? [She has a faint German accent.] If you are here, please contact me.

[Pause.]

Vell, I suppose that vhile I am here, I vill need somewhere to stay, and possibly even a job. [She sounds less than pleased!] Not that I want one.

And if Rodimus is not here, only the most powerful need apply.

{{OOC: I go ( Read more... )

Fine, I'll put up with the bolt. Since no one here has the struts to even try and get it off me.

But this is it. I'm not letting a bunch of fake scrap stay on mine. "Vital statistics" my aft. These are wrong.

...

They should all be tens, stupid piece of...

((ooc: So yeah, the ID bolt apparently comes with a card that has your vital ( Read more... )

[The comm turns on with a clatter as it hits the ground. For a few moments, nothing is visible except for a pair of obnoxiously yellow feet. The owner of said yellow feet doesn't appear to be aware of the recording.]

I didn't consent to this... Like I need an ID... and right there?[The feet stumble backward a step, causing the comm to roll. ( Read more... )